That Mexican OT - 02.02.99 lyrics
Virgil René Gazca
One artist is making waves and attracting the attention of fans around the world. OT, also known as That Mexican OT, released his highly anticipated track today, January 9th, 2024, and the response from fans has been explosive. Virgil Gazca's unique style and constantly evolving sound have resonated with listeners from different parts of the globe.
[That Mexican OT - 02.02.99 lyrics]
Skelez, oh my God
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cuttas, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my choppa that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that needs the walls up when they
Bowlin' 'cause I'm gutta
I ain't fuck yo' sister, bitch, I'm just a motherfucker
Nah, I'm lyin', I knocked her ass down too
And we got in a lots of trouble, ugh
Fuck Mexican OT and fuck his raps
He's just a bitch
Ho, I'm virgil 'til I die, and, oh, yes, sir
I'm with the shits (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
On 288, swingin' elbows like I'm in the UFC
My choppa got a mind of its own
So if it shoot, it ain't on me
I stay after the F because I'm a G
Bad bitch with me, she stay on fleek
Miami, heat up and shoot, shoot a three
Call my choppa "Kick" 'cause it knock out a knee
Yes, bitch, I'm cut throat, no love, ho
We gon' get 'em done fo'
Hop out with these stick
I told my tio, "Let that mug blow"
Mismatch my designer
Got me feelin' like I'm Luh Fo
If the bitch can't afford my watch
Then I ain't got time for itty bitty broke ho
Ayo, is that Mexican OT
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cuttas, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my choppa that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that needs the walls up when they
Bowlin' 'cause I'm gutta (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I was deep in that water, swimmin' with them fishes
Them crash dummy missions, I was jumpin' fences
I came out the mud like a victim in ditches
Everywhere I go, got a Glock in my britches
Cut 'em up, now the doctor givin' 'em some stitches
A beam on the yoppa, I ain't never missin'
Double D's on the cutta, Nina got extensions
In the Southside of Texas, double cup, we sippin'
Southside steppin'
I'm playa made, I pour up a four, mix it with Minute Maid
If it's drama you want, we pull up where you stay
And I ain't callin' 'em, 'cause I want deep hitter stains
Ready for war, I'm strapped up like a soldier
The tooley gonna knock his head right off his shoulder
I'm actin' a fooley while pushin' a stolo'
My grandma make cookies they got me on slow-mo
Virgil, you have everything under control
And it's all in your mind
The world is now in your hands
Finish him
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cuttas, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my choppa that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that needs the walls up when they
Bowlin' 'cause I'm gutta
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cuttas, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my choppa that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that needs the walls up when they
Bowlin' 'cause I'm gutta
I ain't fuck yo' sister, bitch, I'm just a motherfucker
Nah, I'm lyin', I knocked her ass down too
And we got in a lots of trouble, ugh
Fuck Mexican OT and fuck his raps
He's just a bitch
Ho, I'm virgil 'til I die, and, oh, yes, sir
I'm with the shits (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
On 288, swingin' elbows like I'm in the UFC
My choppa got a mind of its own
So if it shoot, it ain't on me
I stay after the F because I'm a G
Bad bitch with me, she stay on fleek
Miami, heat up and shoot, shoot a three
Call my choppa "Kick" 'cause it knock out a knee
Yes, bitch, I'm cut throat, no love, ho
We gon' get 'em done fo'
Hop out with these stick
I told my tio, "Let that mug blow"
Mismatch my designer
Got me feelin' like I'm Luh Fo
If the bitch can't afford my watch
Then I ain't got time for itty bitty broke ho
Ayo, is that Mexican OT
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cuttas, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my choppa that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that needs the walls up when they
Bowlin' 'cause I'm gutta (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I was deep in that water, swimmin' with them fishes
Them crash dummy missions, I was jumpin' fences
I came out the mud like a victim in ditches
Everywhere I go, got a Glock in my britches
Cut 'em up, now the doctor givin' 'em some stitches
A beam on the yoppa, I ain't never missin'
Double D's on the cutta, Nina got extensions
In the Southside of Texas, double cup, we sippin'
Southside steppin'
I'm playa made, I pour up a four, mix it with Minute Maid
If it's drama you want, we pull up where you stay
And I ain't callin' 'em, 'cause I want deep hitter stains
Ready for war, I'm strapped up like a soldier
The tooley gonna knock his head right off his shoulder
I'm actin' a fooley while pushin' a stolo'
My grandma make cookies they got me on slow-mo
Virgil, you have everything under control
And it's all in your mind
The world is now in your hands
Finish him
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cuttas, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my choppa that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that needs the walls up when they
Bowlin' 'cause I'm gutta